listen to this record
her ghost is in the crackle
listen to her crackle
all up and down Chicago
listen to Chicago
the crackle of a record you've heard before
she ain't asking no one in particular
she is questioning the air
the crunch of thunder
the clarity of lightning
so we never forget
the old days
when real men was
would listen to jazz
what it is
what it is
what it was
stay up till dawn
then walk out of this place
believing in ghosts
American ghosts outlasting
their ramshackle castles
American ghosts out standing
where their cities used to be
